Chapter 132 - A Slight Goodbye

As you've read on the title, I'm gonna have a break from this horrible fanfiction that I've somehow created without much thought.

From the very beginning of this fanfic, it was just meant for fun and stuff like that. Then, for some reason, it blew up for a bit. Now, the first 20 or so chapters were written on my previous phone, so it was undoubtedly horrible, and almost every one of you, my readers, reminded me of that.

No matter what you say, this fanfiction is a failure of mine. But I'll just put it on hiatus, for now.

I want to write something new, something that's actually good.

This current fanfic is just about my mc blasting people, planets, and anything that can be blasted. It's bad, and you know it too.

If I get bored of the next thing I write, then I'll just return to this to, at least, finish it.

I've written 200 thousand words since I started this fanfic, and normally, people in my house would've called me a madman for continuing this fanfic.

I assure you, I never and have never shown this to anyone I personally know.

This fanfic is basically the culmination of my desires, which is not bad since all fanfictions are fueled by desires, one way or another.

But the line gets blurry when you release these desires into your reality, I.e my life. I think I said this in the author's note in my previous chapters; I slapped my 20 years old niece on the shoulder and she now hates me forever.

However, that is not all of it. She does hate me, for a good reason too.

After I slapped her on the shoulder, the next day, she started yelling many words at me for every action I take. She called me trash, garbage, and a waste of space. I can take all of that, but it ended when she told me to kill myself. Of course, I did not react the first time she said that, but she continued telling me to go kill myself.

So, I snapped. I called her a whore, a bitch, and many words I would normally not yell at her. We got into a heated shouting curses and yelling cusses. (Of course, I did not mean those words).

Now, fast forward to the present time, she still hates me. In fact, she avoids me and never looks at me in the eyes.

I felt guilt for talking to her like, do you know why? Because I believe that writing my mc, who is the complete opposite of me, to be overbearing and arrogant, and I also tried to portray myself as Hikaru.

It was a blunder on my part. I blame myself for not stepping out that foolish delusion before the bridge between the two of us completely broke.

And to this day, I still cannot apologize to her. My pride won't let me do so. It's a real bother, to be honest. My pride won't let me take action for myself and those around me. It's becoming a menace.

I'm currently trying to learn Uncle Iroh's philosophy, you know, Zuko's uncle from Avatar?

It's hard to be humble, especially when you have too much pride inside you.

Anyway, I hope you have enjoyed this fanfiction series to this chapter, and I hope, one day, I will be able to return to writing this again.

I've learned many things since I wrote this story, so thank you for reading and I wish you the best of luck in this horrifying, yet beautiful journey of ours!